Hand Of God

He lived a quiet life on his farm

No surprise or novelty

He felt that something else was missing

He was not complete

He found shelter and protection

In a certain religion

Newly converted to a sect

It was inflamed with religious fervor

Closing in a world

That existed just inside his head

I am the Second Abraham

I have no crime or sin

I follow your orders without question. Oh Lord!

I am the hand of God and evil I will sweep away

Proud of himself as a good servant

Locked himself with barricaded doors and windows

Waiting for a miracle… Which never came

After his imprisonment with a distorted mind

Whispered songs and hymns

For a broken promise

And the weight of the loss in his memory

And so it was commanded!

That you sacrifice your own daughter

Of (only) five years old

As a symbol of purity

In the prime of your life

You will see my power through my miracles

And on Sunday she will rise again

He made an altar on the kitchen

Table an altar made was improvised

Stabbed to death a life was mown

At dawn on a Thursday

Stabbed to death a life was mown

At dawn on a Thursday

He believed that he received messages from God

I am the Second Abraham

I have no crime or sin

I follow your orders without question. Oh Lord!

I am the hand of God and evil I will sweep away

I am the Second Abraham

I have no crime or sin

I follow your orders without question. Oh Lord!

I am the hand of God and evil I will sweep away